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A/N: Hello friends! So it's been an eternity since the last update, and assuming (and hoping, too) that not all of you have grown old and withered by now, here's the next chapter of "Wanderess"! I know it's super-short but it's something right? *nervous laughter*

Anyway, I hope you enjoy! :)

I fought back an exasperated groan as I listened to the news show at home, in my car, and now at work, "Good morning, National City! Our top story, the only story anyone's talking about: Who are the mystery flying women who saved the plane?"

"Hi, Lee! What's going on?" Kara did a double-take when she saw me exit the elevator with a frustrated look on my face. She noticed how empty-handed I was and her concern grew, "Are you okay?"

Normally, I carried either a cup of coffee in my hands or box of pastries, but most of the time it was both. This time I only brought my messenger bag and an annoyed attitude with me.

"Sorry," I gave her a small smile as we walked to her desk, "this whole superhero-talk is starting to give me a headache. But I'm fine."

"I think it's pretty cool," she shrugged and smiled brightly at me. It was no secret how big a ray of sunshine Kara was, but she appeared extra bubbly today. And I'd admit, her upbeat mood was kind of contagious.

I guess people talking about me and the other woman, saying we were heroes, wasn't such a bad thing. "I can see why," I agreed, looking at the TV image of me standing on top of the airplane I helped save in a new light.

"Despite extensive efforts," Leyna Nguyen reported on the news, "no one has been able to identify who, or rather, what they are."

Even though the investigation was putting me on edge, I couldn't deny that being seen as a hero for once felt good.

"Two plane-saving ladies?" From his desk, Winn scoffed at the idea and raised an eyebrow in question at us. "How is the world supposed to take them seriously if they can't even come up with suits? What... Metropolis gets him and what does National City get? A pair of rookie superheroes?"

"Hey," I snapped at him, trying to hide how personal the jab of his words felt. "Those 'rookie superheroes' saved an entire flight last night. We should be thanking them."

"And I would," Winn nodded in agreement while waving a hand to the TV monitors on the walls that were frozen on the two pictures, one of them of me, "if it wasn't for the fact that they haven't stepped up to the public-eye."

"Maybe they don't want the attention. Maybe, it was just a one-time thing and they don't feel safe parading their powers around National City," I reasoned.

"Or maybe this is their first step in becoming who they're supposed to be," Kara said, but I got the feeling those words were meant more for her than for Winn and me.

"I know many of you are used to being second best but it's new to me." Cat Grant's team, including Kara and me, gathered around in her office and stood to hear what she said, "The most incredible event in the history of National City and yet we have no exclusive of any kind."

I shifted nervously, Kara doing the same as she pushed her glasses up her nose, and we listened to the big guys throw mice around in hopes to appease the Cat.

"We don't have much to go on. The images we're working off are low res-"

"I guess the one one the right is around 5'9", the woman on the left could be 5'3". It's tough to gauge with their heights measured up against an airplane."

I sneaked a pointed look at Hayashi, knowing that he didn't mean it directly at me but technically I was an inch taller, at 5'4".

"Their hair color brown. Or black."

I looked over at Kara, who seemed as uncomfortable as me, while the group played detective and attempted to figure out the identity of the female heroes.

"Or maybe her hair is just dirty," James spoke up as he entered the room, pointing with a folder of papers in his hand at the right picture of the woman who was not me. He walked to the center, standing between Kara and me, as he looked at Cat Grant and finished, "You know, from soot. Plane exhaust."

"James, you make an excellent point," Cat Grant mused, and I couldn't help but sense an air of nervousness coming from Kara as she widened her eyes at James' spoken thoughts.

Cat Grant turned back to the large panel of screen monitors behind her desk and wondered, "Do you think there's any connection between these heroes and…"

"To my friend in blue?" James finished her suggestion, a slight smirk forming on his lips before he shook his head, "I don't know. I mean, not that he mentioned, but if they are anything like him, they're heroes."

While Kara looked up at him as if he was crazy, I remained still and tried my best to look stoic as I internally freaked out.

James was becoming dangerously close to figuring out the truth, but I told myself to keep calm. After all, even if they found out what I was there was no way to tell it was indeed me.

My face was completely blocked by my arms in the picture, they would never identify it. The other woman however, could be recognizable if they tried hard enough.

If anyone should be worried, it should be her. Even I wanted to know who she was. If she was like Superman, or maybe like me?

"Saving people is what they're born to do." My thoughts were interrupted by James, and I turned my head slightly up to look at him as he said with certainty, "They'll be back."

Feeling Kara's gaze and mine on him, he shared a smile between us and we awkwardly returned it before all eyes were on Cat Grant again.

"Hmm, they better be," the woman's lips formed a smile and walked back behind her desk to stand right in front of the screen monitors propped on her office wall. "These girls are the answer. They're exactly what I need to save the Tribune. Besides fatty foods, there is nothing people love more than a hero, and we have two." I gulped and was afraid of the spark of determination in Cat Grant's light-brown eyes in that moment. "We are going to blow them up. We will feature them online and in the paper, but we need images, we need videos, we need interviews, and exclusive content. So go - Go get me those girls!"

"And Kera," Cat Grant said as the team ushered out of her office, Kara stopping to face her, "go get me a lettuce wrap."

The excited smile on my blonde friend dropped at the boss' order but she nodded her head yes, before following James and me out the glass doors.

"It's funny," James told us, his hands tucked into his black pants' pockets while he continued to walk and glanced down at us, "that's the first thing he did; save a plane, I mean."

He smiled knowingly to himself and walked past us. Kara and I stopped to look at each other, I shrugging my shoulders as she knitted her eyebrows together in confusion.

After a second that excited smile crossed her features again, and she dragged me by the hand to Winn's desk.

We stopped behind our IT friend when she finally let go of my hand. "I need to talk to you, both, on the roof," she leaned in and whispered into our small group.

"The roof?" Winn turned around in his chair and questioned as he looked at me.

"Just come on," I said with the same clueless expression and patted him on his shoulder for him to stand up as we hurried to follow Kara.

"Hey, uh, just whatever you have to say, can you make it quick? I'm not really into being this high up," Winn told Kara while we all stood high on the building.

I crossed my arms over my chest, bringing my blazer closer to my chest as the cool morning breeze of National City blew with larger force up here. "Yeah, what kind of talk is this that we need to be on a skyscraper's rooftop?"

"Okay, um, Winn, Riley," the blonde met our eyes with a nervous smile, "I'm going to tell you something about me that only three people in my life know. Can I trust you?

"Yeah, yeah, of course," Winn blinked back and nodded while I unfolded my arms at my side and stepped closer, saying, "Absolutely."

"Good. Um, I just... I really want someone to be excited for me." Kara's nervous energy became mixed with excitement. She couldn't help but bounce on her feet while she stammered on, "And I, um... Right, how do... Uh, there's something about me that for most of my life, I've run from it. But last night, I embraced who I am and I don't want to stop."

"Oh, my God, you're a lesbian." Winn gasped in realization, relieved, but I didn't think our friend's sexuality was the point of this conversation. "Oh, Kara, that's why you're not into me. This is, this is great news!"

"No. I'm not gay!" Winn's words stopped and he looked at Kara, confused, after she shook her head. Her blue eyes widened behind her glasses as she searched for her voice again. "I'm... I'm her!" She sighed, what looked like a heavy weight lifted from her shoulders, but Winn and I continued to stare at her in utter confusion. "The woman who saved the plane! Well, one of them at least." Kara finally explained with a chuckle.

"The woman who saved... the plane?" I muttered to myself. My stance took a step backward from the unexpected news, remembering last night with a sharp focus as Winn tried to process it, too.

"Okay. Yeah, okay. Right," he chuckled in disbelief but, when the blonde backed away from us with determination set on her features, his expression grew concerned. "Kara, what are you doing? Hey, Kara! Hey, get away from the ledge, you're gonna get hurt!"

Even though I truly believed that she had been the one saving the plane with me, my heart fastened at the sight of Kara on the brink of possible death. "Kara, please, you don't have to do this," I called out, taking slow, careful steps towards her.

She adjusted her glasses and smiled bright at me, "It's okay, I want to." Arms spread horizontally, like a bird's wings, she fell back over the ledge.

"Kara! Hey!" Winn's voice rose in fear as he crossed the roof to the building's ledge, I running behind him.

We loomed over the ledge and watched as she became a tiny speckle of a human body, as she fell down. For a moment I considered her being the woman who helped me save the plane a lie, when she came closer to hitting the concrete street below and didn't show any sign of stopping. But before I had the chance to fly down to save her, she flew up and whooshed past us like it was no big deal. As if her life hadn't been in danger seconds ago.

"Oh my God," I pushed back the shock and broke into a grin as I stared back at Kara standing merrily in the center of the rooftop once again, hundreds of questions spiraling inside me.

How could this be? Where was she from? Was there any relation to her and Superman? How did she end up here? Why was she revealing herself to us now? But most importantly, could I trust her? Would she trust me if I were to do the same?

"You're... You're her!" Winn's exclamation brought me back to CatCo's roof and I watched him try not to cry, tears brimming his green eyes from shock.

"Yup," she rose her hands up and shared the same wide-eyed expression as us, not believing what she just did herself.

Kara Danvers was someone out of this world, just like me.

No, not like me. She was nothing like me, I realized.

My grin settled into a small smile as I stood on the roof with a cheering Winn and an adrenaline-rushed Kara, not feeling like celebrating at all.

Half-Kryptonian and Half-Daxamite, I was the outcome of two planets who absolutely hated each other. I was a complete outsider, whichever way I looked at it and wherever place I lived.

Just one look at Kara, and I could see she was born out of something noble and good and loving.

I, on the other hand, grew up being seen as the product of dishonor, treachery, and war. Judged off this, Kara and I were complete opposites, really.

And there was no way of telling how she'd react if I were to share my secret with her.

A/N: Okay, so here's the part were I try to answer to the previous chapter's reviews! Please let me know if you prefer this being done either at the beginning of each chapter, or through PM, or just like this. I know to some it can get pretty annoying and I don't want to disturb you're reading experience.

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